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31st, The End of March.
When the rain bathing Mother Earth, I know it's not just a rain. It's a blessing from the Almighty. Erase, refine, repair, and reborn. That is what rain does to our Mother Earth. Like a detonating apocalypse that explode human and every sins that human did from a long time ago. Rain is a sweet apocalypse. How we are hushed by the rainfall, and the never-ending music play in your head making up your mind to mingle with the wind and rain. It erase all the sins human did and renew the world with celestial and magnificent beauty of bless.
Now shall we declare the renewal after the grief, mystery of love. In the valley of memory, every feeling that we felt completely changed and renewed. Everything is new yet familiar except the complex curiosity and feeling of a warmness, love. Mysterious and mystical, like a mingle haze of sadness and happiness. Beware, it's full of risk. Dangerous. And make you blind. But it's the negative side of it. If you found the right human, you will be amused by the warmness feeling. An unknown mystical feeling that weirdly makes you feel comfortable and safe.
This is the mystery of love. The raindrops, the flowers, the clouds, the haze, the feelings, it all unite become one. So now, let's renew ourselves under the rain. Come to it, let yourself enjoy under the soft and sweet rain, and be one with the bewitching nature by the blessing of Mother Earth. Me, whose fall in love with rain and love, shall become one with nature. Be the haze of love, be the celestial creature that will follow the path of the life river. Cause the Star, shall reborn and be with the Moon. They'll spread the happiness by the rain. This is, the mystery of love.
31st, The End of March.
When the rain bathing Mother Earth, I know it's not just a rain. It's a blessing from the Almighty. Erase, refine, repair, and reborn. That is what rain does to our Mother Earth. Like a detonating apocalypse that explode human and every sins that human did from a long time ago. Rain is a sweet apocalypse. How we are hushed by the rainfall, and the never-ending music play in your head making up your mind to mingle with the wind and rain. It erase all the sins human did and renew the world with celestial and magnificent beauty of bless.
Now shall we declare the renewal after the grief, mystery of love. In the valley of memory, every feeling that we felt completely changed and renewed. Everything is new yet familiar except the complex curiosity and feeling of a warmness, love. Mysterious and mystical, like a mingle haze of sadness and happiness. Beware, it's full of risk. Dangerous. And make you blind. But it's the negative side of it. If you found the right human, you will be amused by the warmness feeling. An unknown mystical feeling that weirdly makes you feel comfortable and safe.
This is the mystery of love. The raindrops, the flowers, the clouds, the haze, the feelings, it all unite become one. So now, let's renew ourselves under the rain. Come to it, let yourself enjoy under the soft and sweet rain, and be one with the bewitching nature by the blessing of Mother Earth. Me, whose fall in love with rain and love, shall become one with nature. Be the haze of love, be the celestial creature that will follow the path of the life river. Cause the Star, shall reborn and be with the Moon. They'll spread the happiness by the rain. This is, the mystery of love.
I never thought this channel would stayed for a long time, and it has been 3 years since I made this channel. That's amazing.
Why do birds suddenly appear, every time you are near?
Just like me, they long to be close to you
Why do stars fall down from the sky, every time you walk by?
Just like me, they long to be close to you
Just like me, they long to be close to you
Why do stars fall down from the sky, every time you walk by?
Just like me, they long to be close to you
Happy international women's day to all of the gorgeous women out there. God bless y'all. 🤩
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